How poets text message each other regarding Bumbershoot...

[paisleywaltz]

BWahahaha...

Sir Andrew:
Shall we meet on Saturday? Tell me when
and where, and how, and I will see you then.
This, in pentameter, from Andrew Cole.

Lady Jennifer:
Why, thanks for rhyme and witty text my friend!
So, Bumbershoot, I'd love to meet you there,
but we could share a ride instead you see,
and split the price of gas and park for free...

Sir Andrew:
How might we then the parking charges dodge?
and free from care, a lengthy stay enjoy?
for all, I trow, will seek their cars to lodge,
and no room for girl plus car plus boy.

Lady Jennifer:
My roommate too, accomp'ny us he might,
and pay his part in gas. If you don't mind,
I plan to stay through last band of the night...
and parking will not be that hard to find.

Sir Andrew:
Your mind in all particulars accords
neatly with my own. Let us greatly dare
and trust Seattle parking to provide
Safe and free, a full twelve hours round.

Lady Jennifer:
Kurt can't be in Everett 'til noon
but most good bands don't start 'til after three
I'd like to start the day off rather soon
so let me know who you'd most like to see.